A group of about thirty players was currently running for their lives. Having massively underestimated the target of their quest. The party had originally been a raid party of about a hundred players.
Now, thirty were left, and still dropping.
Their task had been to eliminate one of the nearby orc encampments. Sadly for them, the information on the quest had been wrong. This wasn't anything new... for those who had been in the kingdom for a while.
But they had only arrived a few days ago; all the previous quests they had taken had been perfectly aligned with the information surrounding them.
Unlike what the quest had said, it wasn't a weak tribe at all. Sure, none of the orcs was too high Tier, but there was a Shaman and Chieftain.
They had expected some discrepancy; they had read about it. But they hadn't expected this.
